“If the leaves are changing, I feel poetry in the air.” - Laura Jaworski. Anyone else get excited when it’s time for the new season? I love when autumn is coming. The way the leaves begin to change into a beautiful orange red colour and the way they slowly fall down. Waking up to a crisp morning and embracing the silence is so satisfying. I find it funny that I can view the changing of seasons in such a romantic way. However, the changes in my own life I fail to see the beauty of sometimes. I fail to see that with change comes growth, reverence and beauty. Whenever I’ve faced changes in my own life, I have cried, felt broken and hated the the direction in which my life was headed. I didn’t know where I was going. Wouldn’t it be nice to see some beautiful physical changes before we enter a new season? But the changes we face are inner. They are deeper than the tangible. We receive growth after a lesson. And that it kind of freaking beautiful. I think it’s healthy to romanticise chang